Maddox let out a groan then turned on his back, putting his hands behind his head. “Far be it from me to deprive you of my cock.”
Ellie smiled then went to her knees, her clothes long gone. Maddox sat up, took off his shirt, and helped undo his pants, his cock falling into her palm, hot, ready. He tangled his fingers in her hair, and she looked up at him, smiling. “Ready, love?”
“Anything you want to do to me, Ellie, works for me. Have at it. I love your mouth.”
Ellie ran her hand up the length of him then licked the tip. The salty taste of his precum burst on her tongue, and she moaned before swallowing as much of him as she could. She had one hand on his thigh, digging into his skin, while the other held the base of him, rubbing and squeezing in time with her sucks so her mate would come hard.
She pulled away then nibbled down his length, sucking and licking, leaving little kisses before opening her mouth wide for him again. Maddox tugged on her hair, and she stiffened so he could move. She loved it when he held her in place and he moved, showing her just how he liked it. Pleasing him pleased her, and she knew it worked in the reverse as well.
There was a reason they were meant for each other in mind, body, and soul.
Maddox lifted his hips and gently fucked her mouth, the tip of his cock brushing the back of her throat with each thrust. She relaxed her jaw and let him slide in and out, knowing he was ready to come as his balls drew up and tightened in her hand.
He groaned her name as the first spurt of come landed on her tongue. She hollowed her cheeks and sucked him down harder before swallowing each drop. He pulled her hair again slightly, and she let go of him with a pop.
Before she could blink, he had her on her back, his head between her legs and his tongue on her clit. He speared her with two fingers, and she bucked off the bed, her body sensitive already from going down on him. Nothing turned her on more than knowing her man was ready and willing.
Maddox licked and sucked her, and she threaded her fingers in his hair, urging him to continue. As her breasts tightened and she came, she screamed his name before he flipped her yet again, this time forcing her to her hands and knees.
He was in her in one thrust, her body clamping around him as she fell off her cascade. Only this time she knew she’d rise right back up as he slammed into her.
“Lean back into me, Ellie mine,” Maddox gasped as his fingers dug into her hips.
Ellie pushed up and back, forcing her back to his chest. He ran both hands up and down her stomach, flicking over her clit every so often before palming her breasts. She gasped and turned her head, catching his mouth with her own. As he fucked her from behind, he did the same with her tongue. His fingers plucked and rolled her nipples, and she bit back a scream as she came again.
Dear goddess, the man was good at turning her inside out, on, and everywhere in between.
Maddox pulled out of her, and she felt lost without his touch. “Maddox, I need you. Finish. Please.” She couldn’t form complete sentences, her mind all warm and hazy and ready for more of him.
Maddox gently turned her so she was on her back yet again, this time with him hovering over her. He took her hands and threaded his fingers with hers. “I want to see your eyes as I fill you up.” He entered her slowly, inch by inch, his rock-hard cock stretching her already sensitive pussy. “I love the way your eyes glow gold as you come. I love the way your eyelashes flutter when you’re finding that peak and falling down. Your cheeks blush the same color as your breasts, and that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I love the way you wrap your legs around me and take me deeper.”
She smiled and wrapped her legs around his waist. After all, he’d asked. Plus she loved when she did this because he went deeper, his cock sliding over that swollen bundle of nerves within her at just the right angle that she’d come hard and surround him, milking him as well. He pistoned in and out of her, his pace increasing as they found their rhythm.
His gaze met hers, and she was lost. He thrust again, this time staying deep within her, coming hard and filing her up. She felt his warmth within her, and she prayed that this time would be the time they made a baby. She was ready for that step into their future. She was ready for anything Maddox gave her, anything the goddess gave her as long as she had this man beside her.
They’d been together long enough that they knew exactly the right angles, touches, and caresses to find that bliss they desired. But what made her love him all the more was that each time became a new journey. They might know the path, or a few different ones, but they took each step as a new day. A new pleasure. He didn’t treat her like someone he’d had over and over, though it seemed most days that he knew her body in a way that he could make her come at just a word. No, each time they were together it was like a new discovery of the old loves and wants.
That was what she loved about mating this man day in and day out. She wouldn’t have him any other way.
Maddox leaned his head on hers, his breath coming out in pants just like hers. “I love you, Ellie mine. Love all of you. For this day and forever.”
Ellie unclasped their hands and reached to cup his face. The bristles of his beard scraped her in that sexy, tingling sensation that reminded her that his face had just been between her legs, rasping against the inside of her thighs the same way.
“I love you, my Omega. Love you for this life and the next. You’ve given me everything.”
He was hers as she was his. Her Omega. Her mate.
Her everything.
The End
Coming Next in the Redwood Pack World:
Emeline and Noah find their happy ending in the Dark Fates Anthology.
Then…
The Talon Pack
A Note from Carrie Ann
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I love writing these after the HEA novellas. Most of you know Maddox and Ellie were my favorite couple and I’m so happy I had another chance to visit them..
I’m not leaving the Redwoods yet. Coming in August, I will be in the Dark Fates Anthology with my story called The Hunted Heart. This is Emeline and Noah’s story. You saw hints of them here and tehre, but now you get to see where they are now.
I’m also not leaving this world completely. You’ve met some of the Talons and because I fell for Gideon the first time he walked on the page to help the Redwoods, I knew I had to tell his story. I also knew I wanted to write some of the Redwood Pack children’s stories. Rather than write two full series where I wasn’t sure how they would work together, I’m doing one better. The Talon Pack series will be out in early 2015. It is set thirty years in the future and will revolve around the Talon Pack and how they are interacting in the world and with the Redwoods. Because it’s set thirty years in the future, I get to write about a few of the Redwood Pack children finding their mates.
The first novel will be about the Talon Alpha Gideon and….Brie, Jasper and Willow’s daughter thirty years from now. It’s called Tattered Loyalties.
If you don’t want to wait that long, I also have my Dante’s Circle and Montgomery Ink series going in full swing now so there’s always a Carrie Ann book on the horizon! Plus coming in 2015, I have the Bad Boys of Haven! Wow, I’m tired just thinking about it but I can’t wait.
Thank you so much for go
ing on this journey with me and I do hope you enjoyed this final full book in the Redwood Pack series. Without you readers, I wouldn’t be where I am today.
Thank you again for reading and I do hope to see you again.
Carrie Ann
About this Author
USA Today Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan never thought she’d be a writer. Not really. No, she loved math and science and even went on to graduate school in chemistry. Yes, she read as a kid and devoured teen fiction and Harry Potter, but it wasn’t until someone handed her a romance book in her late teens that she realized that there was something out there just for her. When another author suggested she use the voices in her head for good and not evil, The Redwood Pack and all her other stories were born.
Carrie Ann is a bestselling author of over twenty novels and novellas and has so much more on her mind (and on her spreadsheets *grins*) that she isn’t planning on giving up her dream anytime soon.
www.CarrieAnnRyan.com
Also from this Author
Now Available:
Redwood Pack Series:
An Alpha’s Path
A Taste for a Mate
Trinity Bound
A Night Away
Enforcer’s Redemption
Blurred Expectations
Forgiveness
Shattered Emotions
Hidden Destiny
A Beta’s Haven
Fighting Fate
Loving the Omega
The Redwood Pack Volumes:
Redwood Pack Vol 1
Redwood Pack Vol 2
Redwood Pack Vol 3
Redwood Pack Vol 4
Redwood Pack Vol 5
Dante’s Circle Series:
Dust of My Wings
Her Warriors’ Three Wishes
An Unlucky Moon
His Choice
Tangled Innocence
Holiday, Montana Series:
Charmed Spirits
Santa’s Executive
Finding Abigail
Her Lucky Love
Dreams of Ivory
Montgomery Ink:
Ink Inspired
Ink Reunited
Coming Soon:
Redwood Pack
Dark Fates
Wicked Wolf
Talon Pack (Part of the Redwood Pack World)
Tattered Loyalties
Dante’s Circle:
Fierce Enchantment
Montgomery Ink:
Delicate Ink
Hot Ink
Tempting Boundaries
Excerpt: Tangled Innocence
Did you enjoy this selection? Why not try another romance from Fated Desires?
From USA Today Bestselling Author Carrie Ann Ryan’s Dante’s Circle Series
Tangled Innocence
“I’m done with men.”
Nadie Morgan barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes at her friend Faith’s proclamation. She was pretty sure the woman had said something similar before in the exact same exasperated tone. Faith usually said things like that, considering she was trying to find a man to match who she was and who she wanted to be.
Not an easy thing when Nadie wasn’t sure Faith knew who she wanted to be in the first place. Well, Nadie probably shouldn’t be casting stones, considering she stood in an eerily parallel place.
Faith ran a hand through her blunt black bangs, leaving them in their perpetual disorder, then curled her lip up in a snarl.
“Don’t you roll your eyes at me, Nadie Morgan. If you’d ever get off your virgin ass and actually tell him you want him, maybe you wouldn’t be in the same predicament as me.”
Nadie froze, the sounds of the bar slowly faded away so she couldn’t hear her friends’ reactions—if there were reactions. An odd numbness settled in, tunneling her vision so all she saw was Faith and her wide eyes set in a pale face.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the rest of their friends stiffen as well, then turn toward Faith, their mouths opening, most likely to defend Nadie where they thought she would never be able to defend herself.
In most cases, they’d have been right.
“Well, that was blunt,” Nadie finally said, her throat dry. What else was she supposed to say? She was surprised she could speak at all. It wasn’t as if Faith was saying anything untrue or far from Nadie’s mind. It just hurt to hear it in the first place.
She’d rather have buried it forever and not looked back, but she knew that would have been weak.
Weaker than she’d been acting already.
“Oh crap, I’m so sorry, honey.” Tears filled the normally strong-willed woman’s eyes, and Nadie immediately forgave her. There hadn’t been any true damage, and all Faith had done was tell the truth.
“It’s okay.” She raised her hands at her friends, and they quieted whatever words they were about to say. “No, really. You just got dumped. It sucks, so you lashed out, and I’m a pretty good target at the moment.”
Faith shook her head then got up and walked around the circular table where they always sat when they came to Dante’s Circle. Normally, it was a place that had become a sort of home to them, and right then, it was nice to have that familiarity. Faith wrapped her arms around Nadie and Nadie hugged her back. Hard. “No, it’s not freaking okay. I’m hurt and in a pissy mood, but that doesn’t give me the right to act like a cruel bitch.”
“Just a normal bitch then,” Becca, deadpanned, then flipped her fiery red curls over her shoulders.
“Hey, don’t call Faith a bitch,” Lily added in then came up to wrap her arms around Nadie’s other side. “Well, she might be one, but we’re trying to change that. And Nadie honey, I love you. Don’t listen to what Faith said.”
Soon, Amara, Eliana, Jamie, and eventually, Becca moved to join the group hug. Nadie could feel Faith’s tears seep into her shirt and knew that her friends weren’t there to comfort Nadie, but Faith. The woman wouldn’t accept the comfort otherwise, and everyone knew it.
Sometimes she and her friends just had to be sneaky about things like hugs and showing Faith they loved her just as much as they loved the rest of the girls.
“Okay, break it up. I can’t breathe under all of you,” Faith snapped.
Nadie just shook her head as Faith wiped her tears, straightened her shoulders, and then sat back in her seat on the other side of the circle.
“So, we hate Chadwick,” Amara said as she pulled her auburn hair into a ponytail. She smiled prettily at Faith who rolled her eyes.
“His name was Chad, not Chadwick,” Faith answered. “Stop making him sound like some dweeb who loves his mom and the country club.”
Nadie tilted her head then took a sip of her lemon drop. “Um, but he did love his mom and his country club. Wasn’t that the whole point? That he wanted to be with mommy and her money rather than stand up for something more? I thought you said something about the snooty mommy and her leech of a son.”
Faith narrowed her eyes. “You’re not supposed to throw my words back in my face.”
“On the contrary,” Amara put in. “We’re you’re friends. If he’s a right bastard with mommy issues, that’s our job. You’re the one who told us that dear Chadwick was a limp neck—and probably had limp other things too—mommy’s boy. Or should we call him mother’s boy. He seemed like the guy who would raise his eyebrows all haughtily and call for his mother.” Amara tried and failed to use a British accent—which Chad, not Chadwick, did not possess, and the girls fell over in giggles.
“Oh sweet baby Jesus, stop making me laugh like that. I think I’ll start leaking,” Lily said as she pressed her hands to her breasts. The new mom had control issues sometimes. Lily. A mom. So weird yet perfect at the same time.
“Oh God, you leak when you laugh?” Becca asked, her eyes wide before she turned to Jamie. “That’ll be us in a few months.”
Nadie just smiled and took another drink of her lemon drop as her now-mated friends talked about babies, leaking, and growly mates. She did
n’t want to feel jealous, but the little green monster wrapped its spindly arms around her, and she winced. It wasn’t Becca’s, Jamie’s, or Lily’s fault that they had met their true halves and something like a perfect life had actually stuck.
So much had changed in the short time since the world had grown around them that sometimes Nadie couldn’t run fast enough to catch up.
She frowned and thought about the date then sat straight up. “Well, hell.” The other girls stopped what they were doing and looked at her.
“Did you just curse?” Jamie asked, her hand on her baby bump. “You never curse.”
Nadie snorted. “I curse, you just never listen. That isn’t the point though. Think about what day it is and where we are.”
Amara’s eyes widened. “Well, hell,” she repeated. “It’s been two years, hasn’t it?”
Nadie nodded then sat back as she watched the reactions wash over her friends’ faces. It had been two years since the seven of them walked into Dante’s Circle like they normally did, but they’d left with something much more.
Something most of them still didn’t have a handle on.
Lightning had hit the building, or at least inside the building, on that day. Nadie, her six friends, and the owner of the bar…Dante, were struck by that same bolt of lightning. She could still remember the screams, the feel of her body rising from her chair then slamming down to the ground, and the heated sensation of something…else…flowing through her in an arc. It still haunted her nightmares sometimes.
After all of that, none of them had been the worse for wear, just a few cuts and bruises and, of course, Amara’s broken arm, but that was it. Amara had healed quickly, as had the rest of them. Too quickly, in Nadie’s opinion.
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